Chapter 1032 Happiness

Chapter 1032 Happiness

1032 Happiness

Wang Wei was finally calm enough to stop laughing. He looked at the letter with a smile before carefully putting it away in a section of his space ring full of Wu Hong's things, including many clay or wood sculptures he had made.

"I'm sorry about that."

"No, it's okay," quickly replied Wang Qi. Everyone in the sect knew the patriarch carried some kind of profound sadness with him ever since the princess disappeared. Since his level was too low, he never knew all the information about those events. However, it seemed things were not as bad as some rumors.

"Tell me everything that happened: don't leave any detail."

Wang Qi recounted his experience: he explained everything he saw, learned, and even felt during his trip, and Wang Wei listened attentively. With this short encounter, he can deduce a great deal of information.

"What do you think of this Old Ma?" he asked.

"He acts like the steward of the entire operation," stated Wang Qi. "However, he seems a bit indecisive; he does not make any major decisions and will report anything beforehand. Of course, this might be some kind of deceptive tactic."

Wang Wei nodded outwardly to his words but did not immediately decide on Old Ma's personality or abilities. He understood it was reasonable not to make any hasty decision regarding things related to Wu Hong.

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Wang Wei received the space ring, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Before even checking what was inside, he focused on the ring itself, and it was created.

'With how developed the cultivation civilization in the upper dimension is, it made sense such a thing would exist,' he thought. After a specific tier, space rings are no longer safe because of how easily top powerhouses can control space. In other words, it's simple for a Quasi-Emperor to steal something from the space ring of a Saint or lower cultivator without the latter knowing.

At the Immortal Tier, such a thing is even more common and does not need to be only a space ring. Any world or pocket dimension that a cultivator creates to hold his item can be a victim of such a thing unless they place primary arrays to protect it. And even those could be useless for people who cultivate Space, Array Grand Dao Source, or both.

The space ring the alliance used was made of a material called Void-Blocking Crystal. As the name implied, it blocked whatever space it was refined, preventing thieves of any kind. The material can also block all karma to prevent people from finding the location of the space it's blocking.

'This one should be a Tier 2 Void-Blocking Crystal, meaning even the best Empyreans could not secretly take the thing inside,' analyzed Wang Wei, slightly intrigued by what he divined. Finally, he checked the contents inside and was immediately satisfied with the result.

According to their agreement, the final reward would be based on the quality of talent I brought them, and the first batch was the best of the best. The Rebellion fulfilled their side of the detail and gave him many resources that would be helpful in the Dragon-Phoenix Realm.

"Thank you for your hard work," said Wang Wei. Although he had already agreed with True Heavenly Dao, if Wang Qi was not careful, followed his instructions to the t, and did not resist the urge to run away with the rewards, everything would not have proceeded so smoothly.

"It was my greatest honor, patriarch."

Wang Wei immediately looked at him seriously, "Why are you acting like your reincarnation is your death?"

"Don't look at me like this - I'm not about to do anything stupid," said Wang Chang, almost choking in anger. "I just thought I might see her during the process."

"Do you want me to try to arrange something for you?"

"No need. Let's leave it to fate."

Wang Wei could not help rolling his eyes at how ironic such a reply was. He summoned a green crystal the size of a 50-carat diamond. "This is for you."

"What is it?" asked Wang Chang, as he felt this crystal was pulsating or beating like a heart.

"I asked these people for the heart of an old tree," explained Wang Wei. "This thing contains an enormous amount of Wood/Life Energy, so you can train as severely as you want, and it will heal and strengthen your body in the process."

Wang Wei was surprised by this thing; he asked for it specifically for his grandfather, so it was not an Immortal Tier resource. Yet, the energy contained in that crystal was palpitating. However, upon reflection, he realized it made sense. Anything that can be considered "old" in the upper dimension must at least be one Yuan Epoch.

"So, I can train even harder?" asked Wang Chang.

"Yes, but you should still take time to rest - this thing doesn't have as good of an effect on restoring spiritual power, let alone mental fatigue."

"I know, I know. How do I use it?"

"You only need to keep in one of your heart's chambers."

Plush!

Wang Chang directly plunged his hand and the crystal into his heart, making Wang Wei speechless. This guy could have swallowed it and controlled the thing to reach his heart or be more civilized and used a small teleportation technique to send it to its destination. But no, he had to use such brutal means.

'No wonder his technique was so masochist," he secretly complained.

"Well, I'm back to training," said Wang Chang, who prepared to leave. Then, he suddenly thought of something, "Do you have any more of the wine from last time?"

Wang Wei waved his hand to give him a bottle.

"Only one? Don't be so cheap, I'm..."

With a thought, his grandfather disappeared from the court and returned to the sect. He smiled as he heard the latter's complaints about not respecting his elders. His gaze shifted to the Swallowing Zone; he now knew what to turn the Genesis Fruit into, but that created some other trouble for him- energy.

If he wants that thing to turn into the Yuandao Root and the best of its kind, he will need to feed it even more energy.

"What a headache," he muttered before entering a short retreat, waiting for the next major event.